BVAHEDLA[W Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Cultivation 3 – I’ve completely broken Master Brother’s heart this time…

Chapter 102: Cultivation 3 – I’ve completely broken Master Brother’s heart this time…

In broad daylight, suddenly hearing someone refute him, and it was a mere ten-year-old child whose height didn’t even reach his waist, Wang Ming naturally couldn’t stand it.

“Who are you? What’s it to you?”

He saw that Lu Mo-chen’s clothes were ordinary and he wasn’t very old, so he assumed he was a newly recruited outer disciple who had wandered in here by mistake.

Who knew that Lu Mo-chen wasn’t alarmed or afraid, and quickly chased up from behind, standing next to Chu Li-fei.

“This fellow disciple, who I am isn’t important.”

“What’s important is—” Lu Mo-chen’s tone changed, his large and lively eyes revealing a hint of cunning, “Fellow disciples, I heard everything you just said about Master Brother.”

“Putting aside whether Master Brother did anything wrong, I remember there’s a rule in the sect—respect your elders and do not be insubordinate. Violators will be judged by the Disciplinary Hall.”

“The fellow disciples wouldn’t want to take this matter to the Disciplinary Hall, would they?”

“Moreover, Master Brother said he had his own things to do, but Senior Sister Lin insisted on bothering Master Brother to help her. Master Brother naturally has the right to refuse. Could it be that you want to forcefully hold down Master Brother and make him accompany Senior Sister Lin to practice swordsmanship?”

“In the past, Master Brother always sacrificed his cultivation time to help fellow disciples, but that doesn’t mean it’s Master Brother’s obligation, as if it’s his duty.”

“Not only are you ungrateful, but you’re also turning around and blaming him.”

“You’re just taking advantage of Master Brother’s good temper and generous nature, knowing that he won’t argue with you, so you bully him as much as you want.”

Hearing these words, several nearby cultivators silently lowered their heads.

Although Lu Mo-chen’s words might be a bit exaggerated and alarmist, they were generally correct. They had indeed thought that way just now.

Anyway, Master Brother has a good temper, how could he possibly bother with such trivial matters?

Moreover, this sect rule was established by the founding ancestor and has been revised countless times. Although this rule still exists, it’s practically a dead letter. Unless you point at someone’s nose and curse them for no reason, the Disciplinary Hall won’t care.

After all, the scope of “insubordination” is too broad, and the people in the Disciplinary Hall aren’t that idle.

Several cultivators thought to themselves.

They had just misunderstood. Seeing Lin Qiaoqiao crying and running away, they subconsciously pushed all the blame onto Chu Li-fei, regardless of right and wrong. Besides, everyone else was saying it, and if they didn’t say a few words, they would feel out of place, so they followed along…

But this reasoning actually needed a half-grown child to point it out, which made them feel extremely ashamed.

Before long, someone in the crowd took the lead in apologizing to Chu Li-fei.

At first, it was a timid voice, not very loud, but later it gradually became louder and louder, as if they were secretly competing with each other.

Chu Li-fei, with his “good temper” and “generous nature,” merely lowered his eyes silently when he heard this, actually too lazy to pay attention.

This time, he had completely understood that he wouldn’t waste any more effort on unnecessary people and things.

However, in the eyes of other cultivators, Chu Li-fei’s silence clearly meant that he was heartbroken.

Master Brother was standing at the windy spot, the belt around his waist outlining his slender waist, the hem of his clothes fluttering in the wind, making him look as if he was about to fall, like a flower petal that was about to wither and fall. His lowered eyes were probably just to hold back his tears.

The Master Brother who was originally as graceful as a jade tree had been hurt so badly by them.

But if they put themselves in his shoes, if there was such a group of people, and they sacrificed their time to help them, but in return they received such an evaluation…

The cultivators couldn’t help but feel regret.

They knew that they had completely broken Master Brother’s heart this time and would definitely make it up to him in the future.

Alas, how could they treat Master Brother like this? Master Brother was usually so good to them, he was beautiful, spoke gently, encouraged them when guiding them, and almost always granted their requests.

They were afraid they would never have such an opportunity again.

After apologizing, several cultivators left with red faces.

Seeing this, Wang Ming knew he was in the wrong, but he still felt like he had lost face.

His cultivation was among the best among these ordinary inner disciples, and he had a close relationship with a steward in the Deacon Hall, so he was usually very imposing in front of these ordinary inner disciples.

Ordinary inner disciples had limited cultivation resources, and in order to improve their cultivation further, it was best to be noticed by an elder or an elder’s personal disciple, so they tried their best to get closer to Wang Ming.

Wang Ming had always enjoyed being flattered by them, how could he bear to lose face in front of them?

Wang Ming looked around, but as soon as his eyes met his, the remaining people lowered their heads one after another, as if eager to clear their relationship with Wang Ming, trying to reduce their presence as much as possible.

Wang Ming was furious, but he still held his breath and pretended to be powerful: “You…you you. Master Brother hasn’t spoken yet! Who do you think you are to say we’re wrong?”

However, when he turned his head to look at Chu Li-fei’s face, he didn’t expect the other party to have a cold face and was already preparing to leave.

Lu Mo-chen naturally followed closely, not even giving Wang Ming an extra look, as if the person didn’t exist.

Seeing that he was being ignored like this, Wang Ming was so angry that he wanted to grab Lu Mo-chen’s clothes and teach him a lesson.

“Hey, you stop right there!”

At this moment, someone next to Wang Ming looked at Lu Mo-chen’s appearance and his expression changed slightly, quietly pulling his sleeve: “This person… seems to be the nominal disciple recently accepted by the Worryfree Taoist.”

“In terms of seniority, we still have to call him… Senior Brother.”

The person who spoke was also an inner disciple like Wang Ming, but in order to earn points in the sect, he signed up for the logistics work of this Unrestrained Gate’s disciple recruitment ceremony, so he had some impression of Lu Mo-chen’s face.

The Unrestrained Gate was the top sect in the cultivation world, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it was number one. This led to many cultivators flocking to the Unrestrained Gate, trying to squeeze their way in.

But this number one sect in the cultivation world wasn’t so easy to enter.

Just testing their bones and temperament could eliminate a large number of people. These people would either leave and look for other sects or become ordinary people, or they would become outer disciples, usually doing odd jobs and cultivating the most common techniques. These techniques had almost only the effect of prolonging life. All these outer disciples could do was wait for new opportunities before their lifespan ran out.

And those who passed these two tests were inner disciples. But there were also gaps between these inner disciples, divided into ordinary inner disciples, nominal disciples, and personal disciples.

Not everyone can become a personal disciple.

Like Chu Li-fei, he was the personal disciple of the Worryfree Taoist, while Lu Mo-chen was currently only a nominal disciple.

However, according to his talent, if nothing unexpected happened, becoming a personal disciple was a sure thing.

And this only depended on the master and elders’ eyes.

Cultivation is not only fighting with people, but also fighting with the heavens, so fate and luck are particularly important. If you can get a little more favor from the heavens…

The Unrestrained Gate has a large number of people, including outer disciples, so it values seniority and rank very much, also to prevent chaos.

In terms of seniority, Lu Mo-chen was a Senior Brother; in terms of disciple level, Lu Mo-chen was a nominal disciple, and they were just ordinary inner disciples.

Moreover, in terms of closeness, the other party was also Chu Li-fei’s junior brother. If he really made a mistake, Chu Li-fei and the Worryfree Taoist would naturally teach him a lesson, it wasn’t their turn.

The person who pulled Wang Ming looked in the direction where Chu Li-fei left.

He saw that Lu Mo-chen was following Chu Li-fei step by step, and his hand even grabbed the other party’s sleeve, leaving a conspicuous mark on the originally neat clothes, all wrinkled.

And Chu Li-fei didn’t seem to notice at all, but that was impossible. Chu Li-fei just let Lu Mo-chen hold on and didn’t shake him off, which made others quite envious.

After this incident, there probably won’t be many people who can be so close to Master Brother, right?

It might be possible to consider starting from other aspects.

It’s just calling such a small child Senior Brother… it’s really hard to say.

Only Wang Ming, the look in his eyes as he looked at Lu Mo-chen’s back was obviously filled with resentment. He gritted his teeth hatefully, making a tooth-aching grinding sound, as if he wanted to break his teeth.

After walking for a while, Chu Li-fei finally stopped.

He had been wondering before, was there such a thing as Lu Mo-chen helping him in his previous life?

Finally, he remembered.

In his previous life, he agreed to Lin Qiaoqiao’s request, so naturally there were no subsequent events, and Lu Mo-chen wouldn’t have had the chance to do anything.

Was this the butterfly effect of his rebirth?

Chu Li-fei wondered.

However, he had some impression of that Wang Ming.

In his previous life, although he didn’t pay attention to Lu Mo-chen, Lu Mo-chen and Wang Ming had a big feud, almost resulting in a fatality, and he was the one who was responsible for resolving it in the end.

He remembered that the cause of the incident was Lin Qiaoqiao.

And now, even without Lin Qiaoqiao, Lu Mo-chen still formed a feud with Wang Ming.

The resentful look in his eyes when he left, he wouldn’t be mistaken. But he didn’t intend to remind Lu Mo-chen.

Instead, he was thinking—

Is fate really inevitable?

Without Lin Qiaoqiao, the two of them would still end up forming a feud after all.

Chu Li-fei looked at Lu Mo-chen, who was still holding his sleeve, because the other party was still young and too short, Chu Li-fei could only see the top of his head and couldn’t see his expression.

But Chu Li-fei would not easily let down his guard against the person who killed him in his previous life, even though the other party was just a child now.

He believed that the purpose of the other party helping him today was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

After all, these words didn’t sound like something a ten-year-old child could say.

First, he used the Disciplinary Hall to deter the group of cultivators, then he persuaded them with reason, using both hard and soft tactics, and finally, he said a complaining word in the tone of a child.

Seemingly speaking for him, but in fact, he was gathering people’s hearts. Chu Li-fei noticed that when he left just now, there were obviously several cultivators who looked at Lu Mo-chen with a hint of admiration. Given time, they would probably worship him completely.

What a good trick.

Chu Li-fei looked at the other party coldly, his voice also revealing a sense of alienation: “Tell me, why are you following me?”

Lu Mo-chen tilted his head, one finger poking at his mouth, as if he didn’t hear Chu Li-fei’s implication, his black grape-like eyes full of confusion: “Senior Brother, I don’t know the way. What you said… um… what hall, that place to eat, where is it?”

“I can’t find the way, I’m so hungry.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach made a very cooperative “gurulu” sound.

Chu Li-fei was helpless. The other party’s request was reasonable, and the Worryfree Taoist had also specifically instructed him to take good care of Lu Mo-chen, so he really couldn’t leave him alone.

An hour later, Chu Li-fei, finally rid of Lu Mo-chen, returned to his cave exhausted.

Heaven knew that Lu Mo-chen was actually a direction idiot!

With great difficulty, after finishing the meal, Lu Mo-chen said that he wanted to go to the outhouse, but he didn’t know the way.

Chu Li-fei smiled and led the way.

After taking the other party to the destination, Chu Li-fei was about to leave, but Lu Mo-chen said that he didn’t know the way back and asked Senior Brother to take him.

Every time he wanted to leave, Lu Mo-chen could find a new excuse to make him stay, and the problem was that his reasons were all reasonable and without flaws.

After being tortured like this for an hour, Chu Li-fei was finally let go.

He didn’t know what the meaning of Lu Mo-chen doing this was.

But one thing was certain.

He must make the other party achieve the state of no longer needing to eat as soon as possible.

Chu Li-fei finally returned to his cave to rest.

Just then, a familiar voice came from his mind.

[Di—]

[System restarting—]

[Starting to distribute the plot—]